CFitzgerald

All you can do is lay
All throughout the day
Just waiting to die
Its all become a big lie



Knees deep in a trench
Oh that disgusting stench
Let them see the whites of your eyes
Start to say your goodbyes



Here it comes in its waves
We’ve become it’s unwilling slaves
A boy is lost and never seen
For god sake hes only a teen



Put on the mask with a fumble
Or yell for help and run with a stumble
Not far along your left behind
And soon enough you go blind



Trying to think of your families love
Fresh air is just above
The gas filles your chest
Its ok you did your best



Soon you’ll be on you back
And carried out on a sack
Never to speak, never to roam
Think of being warm at home